All morning, Fang Lei stayed in the technical room of the criminal police team, watching back and forth the surveillance on the day of the crime retrieved from the Rose Garden property, feeling annoyed.

He hates surveillance. I especially hate over-reliance on surveillance.

On the one hand, because he is old, he needs to wear reading glasses to view documents and videos, and staring at the constantly changing computer screen for a long time is indeed a great test and torture for his eyes.

Therefore he had to look at it for a while, then take a break, remove his glasses, and put a few drops on his head to relieve the fatigue caused by excessive use of his eyes for a long time; On the other hand, he is an old-school detective.

The so-called old-school means that his way of handling cases is still stuck in 20 years ago.

At that time, there was no Skynet, no ubiquitous cameras, and no advanced scientific and criminal technology methods today.

At that time, their criminal police relied on their legs, their keen observation and strong reasoning, coupled with the assistance of science and technology, to approach the truth step by step, and then arrest those damned criminals and bring them to justice.

Now, the efficiency of handling cases has been greatly improved, because no matter what the case, the first thing is to check and monitor.

Monitor, monitor, check!

He was tired of it.

Imagine one day, if the surveillance of the whole country fails, will we all lose our jobs?

If in the past, he would visit the social relations of the deceased, to dig out the motive for the killing, and to find the murderer out of the vast sea of people. Now it's the other way around, first on the scientific tool, as long as the monitoring captures whom, this is iron-clad evidence, so the person is arrested first, and the other party's mouth is pried open through interrogation, and the case is solved and convicted.

So, he's outdated.

He was ostracized from the case by other colleagues, including the captain Jiang Jian.

For example, early that morning, when he reported the information that the deceased had a history of drug abuse to Captain Jiang, the latter's first sentence was, has there been any surveillance? Fang Lei was very angry when he heard this, and wanted to refute on the spot, but finally held back.

He consciously warned himself that at this age, he shouldn't quarrel with others over this kind of thing, not to mention that the other party is still his leader.

He suddenly thought of why he had been in such a state for so many years, and he had never made any achievements, becoming an excellent criminal policeman, nor becoming a captain, not taking another step up, and being ordinary for a lifetime.

He knew what the problem was.

In the past, he always thought that his personality was not smooth enough, he didn't know how to drill camp, his education was not high, and he was unwilling to compromise on many things, so he was like this.

No, he was mistaken.

His most fundamental problem is that he is unwilling to change, and he has always kept his own set of ideas, allowing them to continue to age and stiffen, and eventually be eliminated by the world.

Thinking of this, he felt a pang of sadness.

It's too late.

In less than a year, he will be retiring, and it is too late to realize the problem, and the only thing he can do at the moment is to try to get out there in his limited working hours, even if it is a small step, is valuable.

With such a mentality, he went to the technical room. Maybe everything is really simple, isn't it just a matter of checking the surveillance?

However, after sitting in the tech room all morning, he began to have deep doubts about this set of things.

No valuable clues were found. He asked the technician to turn the surveillance at the time of the crime upside down, but still no progress was made.

The only thing that is certain is that this deceased person was really unlucky.

At that time, he happened to get out of a small road in the green belt on the side of the road and was attacked by a big yellow dog. To be honest, if he takes the big road, maybe he will be fine.

Other than that, there's not much more.

In the end, the technician was annoyed, claimed that he had a bad stomach and wanted to go to the toilet, taught him a few simple tricks (and a lot of effort), and left with a cigarette case and lighter.

He wore reading glasses, and after another long day of interviews, he finally despaired.

He took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose up and down, and began to reflect on whether he had overdone it. Maybe you should stand up and continue to visit more and see if there are any new clues.

With this in mind, he took out his mobile phone and called his colleagues in the information department.

When he came out of Building 38 yesterday, he sent a photo of Tao Jun's ID card to a colleague and asked the other party to help verify his information. But until now, the colleague, surnamed Chen, has not called him back. After a few rings, the phone was connected.

"This Tao Jun's identity information is correct, and I also found out that he is indeed a drama actor, he just arrived in S City more than a month ago, divorced, and now he is unemployed, and he has no criminal record. Anything else you'd like to know? ”

Fang Lei held his mobile phone, pondering what the other party's last sentence meant.

"You found out this information earlier?"

"yes."

"Then why didn't you get back to me sooner?"

"I don't think it's valuable, and you're not in a hurry, so I forgot about it."

"Forgot? I'm looking into a case. ”

"Isn't it just a falling object accident?"

The other party's understatement instantly ignited Fang Lei's anger.

"What do you mean? Xiao Chen, you weren't like this before, did you think that I was about to retire and started to perfunctory me? ”

"Old Fang, don't be like this, I didn't mean it......"

"Come on! Good bye! ”

With that, he squeezed the phone down. A feeling of extreme disappointment spread throughout the body.

Now not only the criminal police team, but also the rest of the entire public security bureau don't treat him very well, as if he is a mule that is getting old and dying, and has done meaningless grinding work all his life, and now it is time to unload the grinding.

Everyone doesn't care about him at all.

Well, the more this happens, the more I have to solve this case single-handedly.

Fang Lei thought so and got up to leave the technical room, but at this moment, the still picture on the computer screen attracted his attention. He noticed a detail that he hadn't noticed at all.

Two seconds later, he immediately rushed out of the technical room, ran to the roof of the building, and dragged back the technician who was smoking and chatting with someone.

"What are you doing?" The technician was very dissatisfied, sitting on the chair and glaring at Fang Lei.

"Quick, here, zoom it in."

"Where?" Although he was a little unhappy, Fang Lei's appearance seemed to be very urgent, and the technician also cheered up.

"This is the place!"

Fang Lei pointed to the upper right corner of the picture. At this time, the picture stays at the moment when the deceased is smashed, and twenty meters behind him is the glass door of another unit. On the glass door, a human face is reflected. Apparently, at the moment when the deceased was killed, someone was not far behind him.

That is, it is likely that there were eyewitnesses to the case.

The technician apparently saw it too, and he manipulated the keyboard and mouse, zooming in on parts of the image, and finally landing on the face on the glass door. But because it's a mirror, and there is a problem with the pixel after magnification, it's not too clear, and I still can't see the appearance clearly.

"Can you make it clearer?"

"I'll try."

The technician was at another beating, and the ghostly face began to clear a little, but it was still not enough at all, and it was still not enough to see the man's face clearly.

"I'm sorry, but I know that this is the only way to go."

Fang Lei was disappointed. This discovery just now made him regain a good impression of the monitoring system, but at this point, he still saw the limitations of this technology.

No, wait.

His gaze shifted to the man's feet, and something caught his eye. Immediately, he laughed.

He knew who this man was.